EPOV-

I suddenly knew why Jasper was upset with Emmett and why Emmett was being so hard on himself. The answer was so simple and so complicated at the same time…Bella. Her name meant beautiful, and yet…it did her no justice. I kept finding myself staring at her…in that tight red shirt and pitiful excuse for a skirt. I had to remind myself that I had a girlfriend…for whom I…cared for. But Bella…was a horse of a different color. Forgive my Wizard of Oz reference.

Bella sauntered out of the house with Emmett following. Hadn't he told me that he ended their sexual relationship? Because the way he was staring at her…made it seem like it wasn't finished just yet. I found myself outrageously jealous. But I had no right to be. She wasn't my girlfriend. I had someone. Tanya and I…well, we had the same ideals.

One look at Bella and I knew that she was on the promiscuous side. Not slutty, but not pure like my Tanya. I shuddered. I should've invited Tanya over. If word gets back to her that I was having a family dinner with Jasper and Emmett and a girl that was barely dressed…let's just say things would not be pretty.

Tanya had a wicked temper. On our one month anniversary I bought her flowers. I guess she expected jewelry. She stuffed the flowers in the garbage disposal and flicked it on, then proceeded to scratch my car. She was my first and only girlfriend, so I forgave her. Even though, now that I thought about it, she never actually apologized. I picked up my phone to call Tanya.

She answered the phone on the second ring.

"What do you need Edward?" She asked annoyed.

"Um, my family is having dinner together tonight, Jasper's here, and Emmett's friend Bella is here. So I thought I would invite you over as well."

"Well that was nice of you Edward, sadly I have other plans."

That was absolutely not like her, "Oh? With whom?"

I heard her sigh, "It's really none of your business Edward. Why are you being so clingy?"

Clingy? Me? No I wasn't being clingy; I thought I was being sweet.

"Sorry to have bothered you love; I'll leave you to your plans."

"Fine. Talk to you tomorrow."

For the second time, she hung up on me. There was definitely something wrong with her. And I would get to the bottom of it.

Just then Bella and Emmett came back in. No post-coital glow, so it was safe to say that there was no sex involved.

They went to sit with Alice and Jasper. I felt like the odd man out so I went over.

I sat down, still rattled about what had just happened with Tanya. Of course Alice noticed.

"Edward, what's wrong?" She asked.

"Huh? Nothing Alice."

She narrowed her eyes, "Wrong. I know you, and you're sulking. What is wrong?"

Damn. I couldn't fool her.

"Tanya."

She giggled," Oh, that's all. I thought it may be something important."

"Alice! Something really strange is happening. And I feel like she's punishing me."

Her eyes widened with concern, "Okay I'm sorry Edward. Tell me what happened?"

I sighed heavily, "I called her yesterday, and she answered it extremely forcefully, swearing even. Which as you know is not like her…" Alice cut me off.

She put her hand to her forehead, "Heaven forbid, Lil' miss virginity swears. I do declare Mr. Beauregard!"

"Alice…" I warned.

"Sorry, sorry. Please continue."

"Alright. Well, she sounded…odd. She said she was studying anatomy. But to my knowledge, she doesn't take anatomy. She was pretty harsh. And then I got off the phone with her several minutes ago, to invite her to dinner. She told me that I was being clingy. Both times she hung up on me."

I looked up to catch Bella staring at me, pain washing over her face, her eyes brimming with tears. I had the overwhelming urge to hold her and wipe her tears away.

"Edward…"Alice said warily, "I think that Tanya may be…"

My eyes filled with rage, "May be what Alice?!"

She lowered her head, and her voice was barely above a whisper, "…cheating on you."

I was shocked, "How? She couldn't possibly. We're saving ourselves until marriage."

Jasper spoke, "Edward, has she ever asked for sex?"

I was about to say no, but that would've been a lie. "Yes."

"How much?" He asked.

"Well, when we first started dating, she didn't But after a few months, she made 'the moves' on me." Emmett started to laugh and told me that I sounded like a grandpa.

I ignored him, "So I told her that I wanted to wait until marriage. She complained for a few weeks, but then abruptly stopped, and she told me that she too wanted to wait for marriage. She must have realized that waiting was too important to me. She barely kisses me. She's a naturally good woman."

Emmett rolled his eyes. And Alice had a sad look on her face that said she may know something…something that she wasn't sure I could handle.

"She isn't cheating on me. She…cares for me."

"Notice how you always say 'cares', not love." Bella pointed out quietly.

I turned to her, wanting to be furious. How dare she!? She didn't even know me. But looking at her deep brown eyes, the anger once boiling in my blood, sizzled away.

"Dinner's ready everyone!" Esme called, saving me from this disconcerting conversation.

I silently rose and took my place at the dinner table. Emmett sat across from me, and next to Alice. My parents sat at opposite sides of the table, as usual, so that they may see and hear all that is to be seen and heard. I was staring at my glass of water when I heard someone sit down next to me. At first I thought it was Jasper, but he was sitting on the other side of Emmett. That left one person…Bella. Suddenly my senses were on overdrive. I felt like a thirteen year old boy going through puberty. I was hyperaware of her next to me.

Esme broke through the obvious tension by speaking to Bella.

"Why is it that we've never had you over before Bella, dear?"

"Well Esme, I usually only come to Forks for the summers, and I used to hang out only with Emmett and Jasper, we share a love of cars. But recently Alice helped me through a very tough personal situation. And I could never repay for her help. She's the nicest person I know."

Esme wiped a tear, obviously glad that Alice had made a friend. She then turned her attention to Emmett.

"Emmett, why didn't you invite Rosalie?"

Bella grimaced, and Emmett dropped his fork. "Uh…well, Rose and I had a little…argument."

Esme frowned, "I hope you make up with her, she's a lovely young lady."

I stifled a laugh, pretending that I was coughing. The rest of dinner went smoothly although I noticed Bella acting strangely.

We were eating spaghetti and every time Bella raised the fork to her mouth she would lick at the pasta seductively, all the while making eye contact with Emmett. After each bite she would lick her lips. I myself had to bite back a groan.

What was going on with me? I was never, ever like this. I was always a perfect gentleman. But watching Bella eat made me want to throw her onto the table and fuck her senseless, in front of my family.

I excused myself early. I went to shake Bella's hand, letting her know it was very nice to meet her, when she pulled me into a hug.

"It was lovely to meet you Edward," she purred in my ear, "I really hope that I'll be seeing more of you."

She rendered me speechless. I was only able to nod feebly and walk swiftly to my room. This woman was the she-devil. I needed to see Tanya as quickly as possible. But with her strange behavior, who knew how long I'd have to wait.

I locked my door and threw myself onto my bed. I knew she had felt my dick rubbing against her. It wasn't my fault. That Bella...she would be the death of me. She wasn't even barely touching or talking to me, and I was hard as a rock. I was going to have to alleviate that problem. So I started to rub one out, fantasizing as I normally did.

I released my impressive length (if I do say so myself, and I do) and delved into fantasy world. As I said it started off the way it always did. It was Tanya and my wedding night. She says how she can't wait to taste me, and gets down on all fours. But before she began the room swirled and I couldn't see Tanya anymore. I was back in my bedroom, sitting on my couch and Bella was kneeling before me.

"It was never Emmett I wanted. It was you Edward. I need you Edward." She whispered.

And then she dove onto my cock, taking as much of it in her mouth as possible, her small hands played with my balls.

It didn't take very long, soon I was exploding, in the most earth-shattering orgasm I had ever had. Whoa. That had never happened before. I had never fantasized about anyone other than Tanya, and it had always been on our wedding night. This felt wrong morally. But I was so turned on, I went to take a cold shower and wash away the mental images of Bella devouring my cock.

BPOV-

Ah, Edward. He was a monkey wrench thrown into my plan. I knew that Emmett was hot, but I had no idea that he was related to my own personal version of Adonis. Edward had god written all over him. From the way he got flustered when I touched his arm, to the way the anger coursed through him when Emmett made lewd remarks about his 'girlfriend'.

It seemed like I would have more planning to do. Of course 'Operation Filth' was my number one priority. But I needed Edward. Marriage my ass. He would be mine. He was too beautiful not to be mine.

I knew he was attracted to me. I saw the looks on his face when I was teasing Emmett with the pasta. I could feel his hard-on when I hugged him good-night. There was no doubt in my filthy little mind that he wanted me. But how was I going to convince him that I was good for him. He was all about his pure-virgin girlfriend.

That's when it struck me. He said Tanya was studying anatomy…how fucking naive could he be? Anatomy? Whose anatomy was she studying? Alice did say she thought she was fucking somebody. This means I'd have to do some detective work. I'd have to befriend this bitch. Which from what Edward says about her might be hard to do, in lieu of new Bella. But I was positive it could be done.

No matter what I looked like on the outside, I can be fucking sweet as blueberry pie if I want to. And I would. I would get her to spill her dirtiest secrets to me…or should I say secretions. And then Emmett would be lusting after me, only for me to turn him down. And Edward would be fucking me. It's a win-win situation.

What could possibly go wrong?